The Cat’s “To Lean Back Into It” In The Well   1 comment

” Funny ”  about memory and sometimes LOSS OF IT !! I have spent the last two plus hours searching for this poem because I had forgotten the title.  It is not listed of his poems on line.

Finally, I remembered that I first came across it  in Garrison Keillor’s WRITERS ALMANAC.

I thought of Bukowski because of the anniversary  of that ABSOLUTELY overated Neal Cassidy and his death on this date in 1968 at age 41.

Bukowski…a titan!   Neal…a mere shadow!

I really like the poem.

t. (the cat)

to lean back into it
like in a chair the color of the sun
as you listen to lazy piano music
and the aircraft overhead are not
at war.
where the last drink is as good as
the first
and you realize that the promises
you made yourself were
kept.
that’s plenty.
that last: about the promises:
what’s not so good is that the few
friends you had are
dead and they seem
irreplacable.
as for women, you didn’t know enough
early enough
and you knew enough
too late.
and if more self-analysis is allowed: it’s
nice that you turned out well-
honed,
that you arrived late
and remained generally
capable.
outside of that, not much to say
except you can leave without
regret.
until then, a bit more amusement,
a bit more endurance,
leaning back
into it.
like the dog who got across
the busy street:
not all of it was good
luck.

Poem: “to lean back into it,” by Charles Bukowski, from what matters most is how well you walk through the fire (Black Sparrow Press).

Posted February 4, 2010 by kenneturner in Family, Life, Poetry

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  1. Reblogged this on Becoming is Superior to Being and commented:

    This February 4, 2010 posting was from a note I received from brother Tom, t. (the cat) — kenne

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